Flight to Mallorca

It was an evening flight. Intentionally, so that we had the day to pack as I knew it would be difficult to pack during the week.

Pat and Joanne came with us to the airport so that they could drive the car back (and pick us up the way back). I drove us to Glasgow airport. Orla fell asleep on the way and when we arrived in the departures we quickly realised that we were in the wrong airport - the flight was from Edinburgh ! Now I know why it's a good idea to check in two hours before takeoff ! In the end, after an exhilarating race along the M8, we arrived just before check-in closed, only to find that people were still queueing to check in for our flight. So had we come to the correct airport in the first place we would have been queueing for an hour and half!

Anyway, we were relieved to finally get on the plane. Orla was very excited about going on an 'airplane'. Now she's two she had her own seat. We were quite lucky to get three seats together - the last set free. Once in the rental car at Palma airport Orla was fast asleep. It should have only taken 45 minutes to get to the villa, but we had a few wrong turns in the dark trying to find it. Charles and Kirsty had a morning flight so had been there all day. We were very tired so didn't stay up long.

Orla's blip